ADELE
I don't know what I'm doing here, at a party with almost no one I know. Jed dragged me along to a club. It's refreshing since I haven't been to a club for a while. Although, at the moment, this doesn't seem to be the right environment for me. He thought it would be a good idea for me to get out the house for once.
During my marriage, only on rare occasions would I actually leave the house. I was a recluse as it was but ever since I've been divorced, I often find myself on my kitchen floor, sobbing, downing a few bottles of wine, searching for something to get me back on my feet.
I'm hoping tonight will actually bring me some joy tonight.
I'm brought out of my thoughts with a tap on my shoulder. A familiar face I haven't seen in quite some time brings a sheer smile upon my face. The unfamiliar feeling igniting something inside of me.
"Adele! God, it's been a while hasn't it." Fuck, that voice I've always found myself dripping at.
"Yes! Rich I know. I'm glad to see you." I mention with a small innocent smirk. I embrace him, his warmth radiating against me. Ever since we've been friends I've always had an undeniable attraction towards him but never even thought about acting upon it since I was married whenever I'd seen him. Not to mention Rich and Simon have always been quite good friends.
"I heard you're divorced now, how's the single life?" He chuckles lightly although the music is blasting through my ears, he's close enough for me to hear it. Nevertheless, I don't feel like pouring my heart out right now at a bar. Not the place or time.
"It's alright like, obviously I was hurt but I'm slowly, but surely getting over it. Being single ain't all it seems." I giggle.
"Don't get me started. I don't even bother approaching women anymore it's all about sex nowadays, nothing serious." God, he knows just how to get me involved in a conversation doesn't he.
"Right! It's like I want to fall in love not just fuck. Yeah, it's nice but it's not what I'm looking for. Especially at my old age of fucking 35." I explain, completely relating to what he's saying.
"Never knew we were so similar." He chuckles softly yet deeply. There's something about his voice that does unexplainable things to me.
"Enough about me, how's you're life at the moment." I question, genuinely curious as to what he's up to recently.
"Well, at this exact moment it's quite pleasant considering I'm staring at one of the most beautiful women I've laid eyes upon but, in general it's been pretty boring. Work obviously consuming me but I love my job as you know." he's always been passionate about his job. I've always admired that. "Other than that, nothing important." He finishes.
"So no woman in you're life then?" I inquest, sucking on the straw of my martini, staring at him with siren eyes.
His soft chuckle sounds through my ears. "Not currently, maybe you could change that though." He states. He leans in closer and whispers beside my ear "How about we go somewhere more quiet? Hm?" That sentence has a puddle forming in my panties.
"I'd like that." I whisper back a suggestive tone thick in my voice.
With that I'm being lead to a storage cupboard. There's not much space in here, not that we need it.
"I've been waiting to do this ever since I saw you..." His voice seductive and dominant. Our faces are just inching closer and closer as the seconds go by, his hand on my hips, my arms around his neck, our bodies pressed together. We're staring deep into each others eyes. Nothing being said because our eyes are speaking for us. Our breathing has increased knowing what's approaching.
As soon as I grab his neck ready to pull him in, the door is being flung open. Our bodies part swiftly and instantly I feel cold without him against me.
"Adele! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Jed exclaims, clearly not aware of our intimate moment.
"U-uh Jed, Hi. This is um Rich, you remember Rich don't you?" I somehow manage to get out. I clear my throat and straighten my dress out.
"Yes, I believe we're familiar." Jed grins and pulls Rich in. I'm glad to see he actually likes one of the men I'm attracted to.
"Hey man, it's been a while." Rich smiles back.
"We need to go out sometime, maybe you can bring someone with you. I'm sure you've got someone in you life." Jed suggests politely.
"No, not at the moment, unfortunately." He briefly winks at me. So brief that only I was able to notice.
"Anyway, I'm not going to ask why you two are alone in a storage cupboard. Adele, we really need to get back it's getting late." Jed announces. I look down with a blush on my face. Thankfully, my heavy makeup was there to hide it.
"Yes, you're right. Um rich how about I get you're number so we can arrange something sometime? You know like Jed said." I suggest knowing it's not the reason I want his number.
"Of course. Text me anytime you need anything." He smiles. Even the smiles starting to get to me.
I nod and take his number. Soon enough, well too soon in my opinion, we make our way out of the club. And we're being driven home in the taxi. The rides silent most of the time until Jed makes a statement I was hoping I wouldn't hear tonight or at all in fact.
"So why were you two in there together?" He questions. If Rich were here he'd know exactly what to say but no, it's just me. I'm shit at making excuses and just to top it all off Jed can see right through me. I may as well be a glass wall.
"I- um well. W- we were just trying to find more Malibu. The bartender knows Rich and asked him to retrieve some more. I went with him since he didn't want me sitting at a bar on my own not knowing what creeps are around." I lie. Personally, I think it's a pretty good excuse considering I'm the worst liar but I can tell Jed knows I'm lying anyway.
"Right." He says while shaking his head knowing I've lied straight to his face.
The rest of the ride is silent. And not the kind of silent beforehand, it's the kind that makes you want to be swallowed up into the floor. It's so awkward I just want to get home and get myself in my bedroom asap.
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First chapter! This might go quite fast. Fuck knows. I'll be updating all this week. I don't know if I'll be that consistent throughout the rest of the book, probably not. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!
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FanficAdele, 35, meets Rich Paul, 40. Revenge is sweet like honey and so is... "Rich.. this is wrong." "It's wrong but feels so right."